Hello...?!?
Hey...
Last week on Saturday, I was awoken by a phone call. To my surprise it was my ex on the other end of the phone asking if we could go out for lunch. If you've read my past posts, you'd know about him...his name is SUGAR. I had a business meeting to attend and decided to meet up with him afterwards; we decided to meet up at Starbucks.
While at Starbucks, I couldn't help but to notice the barista smiling at us...why? When we were together, we used to frequent that Starbucks and that particular employee knew us as a couple. I only HOPED that the barista didn't think we were still together, but the smile on her face told me otherwise.
Once he got his vanilla bean, he told me how he was planning on visiting his old roommate that weekend. Since I know his old roommate and find him to be quite a cool person, I suggested that we could go see him before going out to eat. He agreed wholeheartedly and off we went to go see...I'll call him Stew.
The conversation with Stew and Sugar was lively, but after about two hours I started to feel incredibly hungry and the two guys began to talk about how Kat Von D. is incredibly sexy. Luckily, I received a phone call which caused me to leave them alone and focus on my call. By the time I came back, Sugar stated that he was ready to go eat.
We eventually hopped on the red line to Dupont Circle and made our way to ALERO restaurant. As we were going up the escalator, he unknowingly called me "babe". I guess he had someone else in mind, but I didn't check him on it...I mean, that's embarrassing on both parts. While on the train, he asked about my current relationship status and I told him how I'm steering clear from the male species. He told me that he felt the same way and how he was not in the right frame of mind to be in a relationship (...but I've seen him make multiple tweets about going on dates and having sex, so I swiftly dismissed that statement). We talked about how we met, how we broke up, and about how our lives were at the moment.
We eventually hopped on the red line to Dupont Circle and made our way to ALERO restaurant. As we were going up the escalator, he unknowingly called me "babe". I guess he had someone else in mind, but I didn't check him on it...I mean, that's embarrassing on both parts. While on the train, he asked about my current relationship status and I told him how I'm steering clear from the male species. He told me that he felt the same way and how he was not in the right frame of mind to be in a relationship (...but I've seen him make multiple tweets about going on dates and having sex, so I swiftly dismissed that statement). We talked about how we met, how we broke up, and about how our lives were at the moment.
While walking back to the station, he asked if I wanted to make a quick stop to his hotel room while he changed in order to go back to Stew's place. I agreed...not because I was expecting anything from it, but because this was the first time I'd actually hung out with him since a week before our breakup in June.
When we got to the hotel room, the 'itis' overtook me and I became incredibly sleepy. I attempted to take a nap and failed due to how strong the bed was. Sugar and I began talking about anything and nothing...and he contemplated on whether or not he wanted to go to Stew's place. He later decided not to, so we just talked some more.
At one point he kissed my forehead. I became a little nostalgic and even happy, but I played it off and said "Yuck! You don't know me like that!" I mean...it took me forever and a day to move on! I know that he may have meant nothing by it, but sheesh...stuff like that can make feelings come back. Before long, it was already 1 in the morning! I decided to ride the city bus and catch a cab that would take me home.
Leaving Sugar was kind of bittersweet...bitter because I was convinced that us hanging out like that would never happen again...and sweet because I knew that we were on good terms. He opened his arms to give me a hug and I caught him puckering his lips...I'm not sure where the smooch was aiming for, but I turned my head and it ended up hitting my cheek. I returned the favor. I mean, it's not as though I wouldn't have kissed him, but I'm 100% sure that his feelings are gone and I've convinced myself that he's found a soul mate. I had to move on some how.
Lawd knows he's made it clear that he's moved on. I don't need a psychic to tell me that, even a blind man can see it. I'm basically going to tell myself everything and anything I need to in order to NEVER think about him. The feelings are gone, I'm happy, and I can't be bothered with being sad over a person that made it seem like he moved on so quickly. Is it weird that I pray for him and his family every night? I genuinely wish nothing but the best for him in life.*sigh*
Anywho, that was how it went. It was fun. We shared our very lame jokes. We ate. We laughed. We chilled. Que sarah sarah.
When we got to the hotel room, the 'itis' overtook me and I became incredibly sleepy. I attempted to take a nap and failed due to how strong the bed was. Sugar and I began talking about anything and nothing...and he contemplated on whether or not he wanted to go to Stew's place. He later decided not to, so we just talked some more.
At one point he kissed my forehead. I became a little nostalgic and even happy, but I played it off and said "Yuck! You don't know me like that!" I mean...it took me forever and a day to move on! I know that he may have meant nothing by it, but sheesh...stuff like that can make feelings come back. Before long, it was already 1 in the morning! I decided to ride the city bus and catch a cab that would take me home.
Leaving Sugar was kind of bittersweet...bitter because I was convinced that us hanging out like that would never happen again...and sweet because I knew that we were on good terms. He opened his arms to give me a hug and I caught him puckering his lips...I'm not sure where the smooch was aiming for, but I turned my head and it ended up hitting my cheek. I returned the favor. I mean, it's not as though I wouldn't have kissed him, but I'm 100% sure that his feelings are gone and I've convinced myself that he's found a soul mate. I had to move on some how.
Lawd knows he's made it clear that he's moved on. I don't need a psychic to tell me that, even a blind man can see it. I'm basically going to tell myself everything and anything I need to in order to NEVER think about him. The feelings are gone, I'm happy, and I can't be bothered with being sad over a person that made it seem like he moved on so quickly. Is it weird that I pray for him and his family every night? I genuinely wish nothing but the best for him in life.*sigh*
Anywho, that was how it went. It was fun. We shared our very lame jokes. We ate. We laughed. We chilled. Que sarah sarah.
xoxo,
La Fille
That sound like the perfect date! Be strong La Fille! God has better plans for you and Sugar ain't it! Stay positive!
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